My Legendary Girlfriend Lyrics
| Song | My Legendary Girlfriend |
| Artist | Pulp |
| Album | Separations |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Pulp | |
| You know sometimes...when we're lying together... | |
| And I know you're asleep...i can hear the soft sound of your breathing... | |
| So I get up...and | |
| I go to the window...outside...i can see all the houses... | |
| Curtains shut tight against the night...asleep beneath the roof-tiles... | |
| And as I stand here...i wonder...i wonder how many more times... | |
| I'm gonna come here...i wonder how many more times...i'm gonna lie here... | |
| And most of all...most of all | |
| I wonder...i wonder what it means... | |
| I just wanna know what it means...so | |
| I woke her... | |
| And we went walking through the sleeping town... | |
| Down deserted streets...frozen gardens grey in the moonlight... | |
| Fences...down to the canal... | |
| Creeping slowly past the cooling towers... | |
| Deserted factories...looking for an adventure... | |
| I wandered the streets calling your name...jumping walls... | |
| Hoping to see a light in the window...let me in... | |
| Let me come in...let me in tonight... | |
| Oh I see you shivering in the garden... | |
| Silver goose-flesh in the moonlight ...she's balancing... | |
| There are so many others...with unbroken eyes... | |
| No cellulite afternoons... and she is balancing... | |
| Balancing on the edge of ugliness tonight... | |
| She is balancing... | |
| Good god!My legendary girlfriend, | |
| She is crying tonight, | |
| Oh no she doesn't feel right, | |
| She's got no-one to hold, | |
| Her love is a sham, | |
| He is dancing somewhere. | |
| Oh no he doen't care, | |
| Oh well, he'll never know. | |
| Jump...touch my hair...i wanna...i don't care...cos tonight...we could, | |
| Maybe we...maybe we can touch the sky...do you think that we can... | |
| Do you think that we can...touch the sky...please...i know... | |
| I know it's not forever...but tonight | |
| I don't care... | |
| Your skin so pale in the moonlight... | |
| And the way your lips swell up when you're asleep... | |
| Nothing else matters...do you know how much | |
| I want you? ... | |
| Can you feel how much | |
| I want you? ... | |
| OhPitsmoor woman | |
| Oh letOh let me in tonight | |
| My legendary girlfriend, | |
| She is crying tonight, | |
| Oh no she doesn't feel right, | |
| She's got no-one to hold. | |
| Her love is a sham, | |
| He is dancing somewhere. | |
| Oh no he doen't care, | |
| Oh well, he'll never know. | |
| And all the stars came out tonight, | |
| And the moon came on it's face, | |
| It shone right though the clothes she wore, | |
| It shone right through the dress she wore. | |
| Good godOh, y'know...listen...listen...please...oh...i just wanna... | |
| I just wanna... ...he falls to sleep again...no cheese tonight...she knows | |
| My legendary girlfriend, | |
| She is crying tonight, | |
| Oh no she doesn't feel right, | |
| She's got no-one to hold. | |
| Her love is a sham, | |
| He is dancing somewhere. | |
| Oh no he doen't care, | |
| Oh well, he'll never know. | |
| And all the stars came out tonight, | |
| And the moon came on it's face. | |
| It shone right through the dress she wore, | |
| It shone right through the clothes she wore. | |
| And the stars and the moon, | |
| And the stars all came down today. | |
| Oh please love me tonight | |
| Good God now! |
| zuo ci : Pulp | |
| You know sometimes. . . when we' re lying together. . . | |
| And I know you' re asleep. . . i can hear the soft sound of your breathing. . . | |
| So I get up. . . and | |
| I go to the window. . . outside. . . i can see all the houses. . . | |
| Curtains shut tight against the night. . . asleep beneath the roof-tiles. . . | |
| And as I stand here. . . i wonder. . . i wonder how many more times. . . | |
| I' m gonna come here. . . i wonder how many more times. . . i' m gonna lie here. . . | |
| And most of all. . . most of all | |
| I wonder. . . i wonder what it means. . . | |
| I just wanna know what it means. . . so | |
| I woke her. . . | |
| And we went walking through the sleeping town. . . | |
| Down deserted streets. . . frozen gardens grey in the moonlight. . . | |
| Fences. . . down to the canal. . . | |
| Creeping slowly past the cooling towers. . . | |
| Deserted factories. . . looking for an adventure. . . | |
| I wandered the streets calling your name. . . jumping walls. . . | |
| Hoping to see a light in the window. . . let me in. . . | |
| Let me come in. . . let me in tonight. . . | |
| Oh I see you shivering in the garden. . . | |
| Silver goose-flesh in the moonlight. . . she' s balancing. . . | |
| There are so many others. . . with unbroken eyes. . . | |
| No cellulite afternoons. . . and she is balancing. . . | |
| Balancing on the edge of ugliness tonight. . . | |
| She is balancing. . . | |
| Good god! My legendary girlfriend, | |
| She is crying tonight, | |
| Oh no she doesn' t feel right, | |
| She' s got no-one to hold, | |
| Her love is a sham, | |
| He is dancing somewhere. | |
| Oh no he doen' t care, | |
| Oh well, he' ll never know. | |
| Jump. . . touch my hair. . . i wanna. . . i don' t care. . . cos tonight. . . we could, | |
| Maybe we. . . maybe we can touch the sky. . . do you think that we can. . . | |
| Do you think that we can. . . touch the sky. . . please. . . i know. . . | |
| I know it' s not forever. . . but tonight | |
| I don' t care. . . | |
| Your skin so pale in the moonlight. . . | |
| And the way your lips swell up when you' re asleep. . . | |
| Nothing else matters. . . do you know how much | |
| I want you? . . . | |
| Can you feel how much | |
| I want you? . . . | |
| OhPitsmoor woman | |
| Oh letOh let me in tonight | |
| My legendary girlfriend, | |
| She is crying tonight, | |
| Oh no she doesn' t feel right, | |
| She' s got no-one to hold. | |
| Her love is a sham, | |
| He is dancing somewhere. | |
| Oh no he doen' t care, | |
| Oh well, he' ll never know. | |
| And all the stars came out tonight, | |
| And the moon came on it' s face, | |
| It shone right though the clothes she wore, | |
| It shone right through the dress she wore. | |
| Good godOh, y' know. . . listen. . . listen. . . please. . . oh. . . i just wanna. . . | |
| I just wanna. . . . . . he falls to sleep again. . . no cheese tonight. . . she knows | |
| My legendary girlfriend, | |
| She is crying tonight, | |
| Oh no she doesn' t feel right, | |
| She' s got no-one to hold. | |
| Her love is a sham, | |
| He is dancing somewhere. | |
| Oh no he doen' t care, | |
| Oh well, he' ll never know. | |
| And all the stars came out tonight, | |
| And the moon came on it' s face. | |
| It shone right through the dress she wore, | |
| It shone right through the clothes she wore. | |
| And the stars and the moon, | |
| And the stars all came down today. | |
| Oh please love me tonight | |
| Good God now! |
| zuò cí : Pulp | |
| You know sometimes. . . when we' re lying together. . . | |
| And I know you' re asleep. . . i can hear the soft sound of your breathing. . . | |
| So I get up. . . and | |
| I go to the window. . . outside. . . i can see all the houses. . . | |
| Curtains shut tight against the night. . . asleep beneath the roof-tiles. . . | |
| And as I stand here. . . i wonder. . . i wonder how many more times. . . | |
| I' m gonna come here. . . i wonder how many more times. . . i' m gonna lie here. . . | |
| And most of all. . . most of all | |
| I wonder. . . i wonder what it means. . . | |
| I just wanna know what it means. . . so | |
| I woke her. . . | |
| And we went walking through the sleeping town. . . | |
| Down deserted streets. . . frozen gardens grey in the moonlight. . . | |
| Fences. . . down to the canal. . . | |
| Creeping slowly past the cooling towers. . . | |
| Deserted factories. . . looking for an adventure. . . | |
| I wandered the streets calling your name. . . jumping walls. . . | |
| Hoping to see a light in the window. . . let me in. . . | |
| Let me come in. . . let me in tonight. . . | |
| Oh I see you shivering in the garden. . . | |
| Silver goose-flesh in the moonlight. . . she' s balancing. . . | |
| There are so many others. . . with unbroken eyes. . . | |
| No cellulite afternoons. . . and she is balancing. . . | |
| Balancing on the edge of ugliness tonight. . . | |
| She is balancing. . . | |
| Good god! My legendary girlfriend, | |
| She is crying tonight, | |
| Oh no she doesn' t feel right, | |
| She' s got no-one to hold, | |
| Her love is a sham, | |
| He is dancing somewhere. | |
| Oh no he doen' t care, | |
| Oh well, he' ll never know. | |
| Jump. . . touch my hair. . . i wanna. . . i don' t care. . . cos tonight. . . we could, | |
| Maybe we. . . maybe we can touch the sky. . . do you think that we can. . . | |
| Do you think that we can. . . touch the sky. . . please. . . i know. . . | |
| I know it' s not forever. . . but tonight | |
| I don' t care. . . | |
| Your skin so pale in the moonlight. . . | |
| And the way your lips swell up when you' re asleep. . . | |
| Nothing else matters. . . do you know how much | |
| I want you? . . . | |
| Can you feel how much | |
| I want you? . . . | |
| OhPitsmoor woman | |
| Oh letOh let me in tonight | |
| My legendary girlfriend, | |
| She is crying tonight, | |
| Oh no she doesn' t feel right, | |
| She' s got no-one to hold. | |
| Her love is a sham, | |
| He is dancing somewhere. | |
| Oh no he doen' t care, | |
| Oh well, he' ll never know. | |
| And all the stars came out tonight, | |
| And the moon came on it' s face, | |
| It shone right though the clothes she wore, | |
| It shone right through the dress she wore. | |
| Good godOh, y' know. . . listen. . . listen. . . please. . . oh. . . i just wanna. . . | |
| I just wanna. . . . . . he falls to sleep again. . . no cheese tonight. . . she knows | |
| My legendary girlfriend, | |
| She is crying tonight, | |
| Oh no she doesn' t feel right, | |
| She' s got no-one to hold. | |
| Her love is a sham, | |
| He is dancing somewhere. | |
| Oh no he doen' t care, | |
| Oh well, he' ll never know. | |
| And all the stars came out tonight, | |
| And the moon came on it' s face. | |
| It shone right through the dress she wore, | |
| It shone right through the clothes she wore. | |
| And the stars and the moon, | |
| And the stars all came down today. | |
| Oh please love me tonight | |
| Good God now! |
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